Rilke was an incredible poet. Wedding vows have covenant-like qualities. They mean something beyond the law of humans and bridges the world between people. When we open up and reach outwards, deep meaning unfolds in the relational spaces.
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It Begins With Waking Up
This poem speaks to the need to wake up and be present in the world. When we are, we feel the sun’s radiance kiss us and we sense the universe more completely.
Nowhere In Particular
The post had me with the Mary Oliver question introducing it. What do we do with that one wild life we are given? We can build castles in the sky with it and find memorable destinations throughout.
‘Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?’
– from the poem ‘The Summer Day’ by Mary Oliver –
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The business of bees, dizzy with industry, intoxicate me in the clover patch.
Tiny, delicate trim of blue lace flowers sing of youth and beauty
to thin, feathery spikes of uncut summer grass.
Going nowhere in particular,
I am grateful to have discovered the heart of an old rose,
just before her petals fell, her one wild and precious life spent.
Going nowhere in particular,
when clouds darken my sky,and storms threaten,
I am given
the wisdom of men who write careful words with such generosity,
no applause expected.
I build castles in the sky,
for this one wild and precious life,
and everywhere I look, I find a destination to remember.
Oil painting ‘Castle In The Sky” © 2014 Teri…
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Today’s Quote
When we take time and pause, those things that are seeking us find us. We become present in each moment we live.
The peace of wild things
This is one of my favourite Wendell Berry poems and I have posted it previously. Nature is a wonderful place where we can just be in its grace. It just is and reveals itself to us when we open our hearts along with all our senses.
“When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For the time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.”
~ Wendell Berry
Earth Laughs In Flowers
This gallery contains 7 photos.
Originally posted on Ese' s Voice:
Deep in their roots, all flowers keep the light. Theodore Roethke The temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers. Matsuo Basho Just living is not enough… one must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower. Hans Christian Andersen Reflection is a flower…
A Tree
Today, is Maya Angelou’s memorial and this seemed like an appropriate good morning poem.
Being Open To The Seeds Of Life
Thomas Merton was a prolific writer in the mid-20th Century. In many ways, his writing was ahead of his times questioning the burgeoning consumerism and an increased need for spirituality. Here he speaks of the need for readiness when we receive the seeds we plant each day. Mindfulness is important as we examine what life brings us in each moment.
Barbed Wire
Nature’s boundaries are subtle, often changing cyclically and rhythmically. Humans tend to enclose and separate. My mother-in-law used to complain about the deer in the garden. We would tell her put up a fence and she would say that was worse. We co-inhabit spaces with sentient and non-sentient phenomena. We really cannot fence ourselves outside of the infinite relationships present to us in the universe.
Silent Sentinel
The imagery in the picture and poetry reminds us that we assume the centre is the place to be. In some recent reading, one author (bell hooks) proposed the margins give us a wider view of the world we live in. We are on the boundaries seeing the centre and looking outwards to newness that people caught in the middle are not able to see easily.
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Teacher as Transformer 